Chapter 118: Killing Huang Xiaosheng (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Votes)

Bang!

A heavy kick landed, sending Huang Xiaosheng flying directly; like a rolling gourd, he slammed into an ancient tree as thick as a man could embrace, causing it to cave in halfway and nearly snap on the spot.

"Damn trash! I'm teaching you how to do things, and you still dare to space out?!"

The old patrol guard, who was like a fierce bandit, was now in a towering rage.

The reason was simple: Huang Xiaosheng had just been distracted for a moment.

Why was he distracted?

Because in the few days since arriving here, he had followed the patrols during the day, running everywhere; in the mountain forests filled with miasma and poison, he had to use his magic power to protect his body to avoid harm, all while maintaining a fawning posture, constantly mindful of pleasing the old patrol guard.

For example, like this!

Before this sentence could be spoken, and before he could even employ his methods to savor Du En's broken defenses and terror, a flash of color suddenly streaked past his eyes, like a fierce tiger brushing by.

While he was secretly pondering and considering, his divine sense perceived something, so he turned his head to glance over.

The batch of spiritual materials and items replenished earlier was meant for emergencies, but now, along with the previous stock of black-market goods, it was becoming increasingly empty, so he had to focus on thinking about this matter for the time being.

Once this wave of magic tools finished self-destructing, with a clatter, a tattered body rolled out from within the dust and smoke, stopping in front of the approaching Du En.

In a moment, only a small dot could be seen, leaving Huang Xiaosheng standing there, somewhat at a loss.

"Twenty-three mid-grade spirit stones, and three stalks of second-tier low-grade spiritual medicine."

Damn Du En!

The old patrol guard waved his hand at this moment and said, "That's it then. Since the general gist has been taught, you will be responsible for the daytime patrols in this area from now on."

You say I'm not as good as that bottom-tier person from outside the city?!

Damn it!

After the old patrol guard had completely left, he didn't look back, darting into the forest, then flying low on his magic tool, weaving through the trees toward the sector he had previously noticed Du En was responsible for.

Turning his hand to look, there were spirit stones and a few scattered stalks of spiritual medicine.

"Cough! My lord, I won't dare again, please forgive me, forgive me..."

"You, you..."

"That is indeed true."

And so, he was taught a lesson.

Du En didn't overthink it; he put away these spoils, then crouched down to rummage through the corpse.

Huang Xiaosheng silently lowered his head, his fingers clenched, nails digging into his flesh.

Du En raised his foot and directly crushed this head that didn't know what was good for it.

Although this place was extremely primitive, filled with miasma and poison, and frequented by demonic beasts, compared to the eight-hundred-mile mountain forest within the border where the spiritual energy environment was limited to the first tier and spiritual items were therefore scarce, the spiritual energy here could be called abundant, making it relatively easy to find various naturally occurring spiritual items.

Obviously, the materials provided daily for them to refine pills and tools were also supplied in fixed quantities, leaving them no room to embezzle for personal gain.

And so, various things burst out from the corpse.

Having said that, without giving the stunned Huang Xiaosheng any room to react, he directly flew up on his magic tool and returned to the camp.

Not to mention the spirit stones, the spiritual medicine was truly scarce, and the pill furnace didn't drop either, so it wasn't hard to guess that pill furnaces were not allowed to be taken out of the camp.

That was why, just a moment ago, he had been slightly sluggish and lost his focus.

At this very moment.

Then, drawing from his previous scavenging and the materials he had taken the time to exhaust and refine over these days, a total of thirty-some first-tier magic tools shot out like cannonballs, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, and with practiced ease, self-destructed!

Boom, boom, boom~

At this time, as he was in the Foundation Establishment stage and had already achieved success in body refinement, facing the backlash from the self-destruction of these first-tier magic tools was like a spring breeze; it had absolutely no effect on him.

His back was undefended.

"Tsk! You bunch of pampered trash from the city aren't even as good as that guy who buries corpses outside the city; he can even patrol alone now, do you understand?!"

He only saw a streak of magic light from a tool flashing and approaching from the forest, causing his eyelids to close slightly.

Once this person died, the magic power was cut off and dissipated, and the spell he had been maintaining, the Shrinking and Storing Art, automatically collapsed.

However, he was at least in the Foundation Establishment stage, so he took a deep breath, letting the rotting, damp smell of the mountain forest fill his nasal cavity and lungs, then slowly exhaled.

Huang Xiaosheng coughed up blood, yet he still struggled to stand up, putting on a fawning and humble posture, begging for mercy.

Even so, this Huang Xiaosheng was still able to hide a few stalks; he had some ability after all.

He had a communication talisman; the other party had seen it with their own eyes at the time, and if he sent a message to inform them, it wasn't hard to imagine the miserable outcome.

"Goodbye."

One solution was naturally to purchase supplies from the camp's logistics department, but there were only so many spirit stones, and once they were used up, they were gone, and there might be other troublesome issues, so it required careful consideration.

However, facing Du En—who came from outside the city, started by burying corpses, had a visibly shallow foundation, was weak in strength, had no other treasures on his body besides his clothes, and usually had to make do with first-tier trash for his magic tools—he directly vented all his anger onto him, his eyes filled with thick malice and murderous intent.

Thus, he thought of another way: searching for spiritual items in the Southern Border mountain forests outside this border!

He suddenly raised his head.

And so, just as Huang Xiaosheng, with red eyes, stopped his magic tool nearby and looked down from above, Du En took the initiative and asked calmly, "I don't understand, how dare you do this?"

I am not as good as him?

He hadn't waited for the evil cultivator's revenge, but instead, he had waited for a Huang Xiaosheng!

Du En had already quietly taken it out and released it the moment he sensed Huang Xiaosheng killing his way over so brazenly, and at this moment, he used his magic tool to catch him off guard.

And after returning at night, because he was skilled in alchemy and had come from the alchemy workshop, he had extra heavy alchemy tasks, which were time-consuming and laborious, consuming both his mental energy and magic power further.

Of course, it could also be old stock.

Huang Xiaosheng thought about the exploitation and bullying he had suffered during this period, his face and heart both twisted; he dared not vent his anger on the fierce, bandit-like old patrol guard, and he had no confidence against the other newcomers.

"As for the communication talisman..."

If all else failed, he would just target demonic beasts, catch them, slaughter them, and cook them into spiritual meals; even if the efficacy of a single ingredient was relatively poor, the one thing this place didn't lack was demonic beasts—just in the few days he had been following along, he had encountered one on average every day, and most were second-tier.

"But there's no need to be too anxious; first, get a clear understanding of the situation within the patrol sector, and then find a few suitable locations for cultivation and cooking outside this range..."

A multicolored cloak!

Du En was calculating the matter of seeking spirits.

It could truly be said: endure for a moment and the more you think, the angrier you get; take a step back and it's hard to accept—Du En! It's all your damn fault!

The old patrol guard said this, then turned around directly.

Of course, this wasn't to say that the old patrol guards like Xiang Tao were particularly kind-hearted; it was mainly that by seizing this pretext, whether they killed Huang Xiaosheng or wantonly exploited him, it would become exceptionally logical and perfectly justified!

"It's just one person dying; out here in the miasma-poisoned dense forest beyond the border, it's of no consequence at all, and not even the Sentry Jade will record it. Therefore, as long as I can dispose of the corpse properly, I have absolutely no fear of being caught."

Du En raised his hand in a beckoning gesture, and with a flick of his sleeve, he covered them all.

Huang Xiaosheng said this, revealing a twisted, frantic smile, looking at him completely like a country bumpkin, and said hoarsely: "Don't you know? You definitely don't know, do you? If this kind of thing is just ordinary goods, there are plenty of ways to make it temporarily ineffective!"

"Although you come from inside the city, this business of hiding things is inherited in the same line; you all like to stuff things into your bellies..."

As it turned out, the Shrinking Art from just a moment ago had failed, and there was actually still something protruding, but because it was blocked by the flesh of the esophagus, it had become stuck, requiring Du En to reach in and fish it out.

(End of this chapter)